Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
"I love you, Johnny, but I can't marry you until you've seen the place."
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
years
Friday, February 25, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
A Month in The Country
Memory is a funny thing. I think I too often get caught up wondering or worrying about the way I'll look back on things. It's not the future exactly which sways my decisions, but more fear or hope of the way I'll remember myself and my choices and motives...though I suppose that self we leave behind is always an elusive stranger, romantic, mysterious and enchanting.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
she's the one for me
Friday, February 4, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
thanks, Jamie
wrestling with them. I think they weigh on you, and solutions are to
some degree worked out unconsciously." - Louise Gluck
Monday, January 31, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
from Jamie of course
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
signs for courage
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
so they say
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
judging people by their books
Npr had a review of Meghan Daum's Believers online with this exert of dialogue:
"Did you take a look at her idiotic books?"
"No," Karla lied.
"It was all 'How to Read Palms' and diet books."
"Well, you don't love someone because of the books they read."
"Don't you?"
I think that's exactly why you love someone? I mean certainly personalities are compatible for all sorts of reasons, but what really excites me about - sparks my curiosity about or affinity for - others are those peeks into their psyche that are subtly hinted at by books more than anything. TV shows must have such mass appeal that you only get broad stroaks about a personality by their choices. I am rather ignorant when it comes to movies...and, well a movie collection is less accessible (important?) than a library.
(The Rijk Museum in Amsterdam (here))
Monday, May 3, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are
written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which
cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And
the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps
you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some
distant day into the answer.
- Rilke
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
my boss just got an iPad
Monday, March 29, 2010
My Darling Clementine
Friday, March 26, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
I want to read more.
Monday, March 22, 2010
real beauty
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Gallop and flick of light
imagination
Succulents are my favorite plant group. It's pretty fascinating that such a diverse group of lusciously chubby little plants thrive in our arid, desert climate.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
black and white are beautiful together
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
a little skip for your step
Thursday, February 11, 2010
somewhere in the black mining hills of dakota
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
from Jamie
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
the key to this girl's heart
Monday, February 8, 2010
reading aloud is under-appreciated
here comes the sun
Thursday, February 4, 2010
endorphins are real?
Monday, January 25, 2010
any port in a storm
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
women in work
Growing up in a conservative Westchester suburb, the average family was governed by an investment banker father and home-making mother. I'm certain a few moms had jobs, but thinking back I can't remember any of my friends with working mothers or even a female neighbor with a full time job. These dynamics shifted as I got older, yet even still I'm not sure if the change was caused by ever-shifting societal/gender roles or just my family's move to Los Angeles. My own mom didn't pursue a career until later in life, post-divorce and after two of her three kids had left for college.
In school, we're almost aggressively taught that women are as capable as men, but we've also had enough women's history months to know that equal rights have never been a breeze. I'm well aware of the glass ceiling and gross injustices/sexism in even the US workplace; logically, none of that should surprise me.
But, here I am, in "the working world" and, now that it's right in front of my face, it's jarring. I live and work in LA. It doesn't get much more liberal than that. And, while I'm in publishing, we're more tied to the entertainment industry than anything. You would think that if there's a place that inequality in the work place is least pronounced, it'd be here.
Still, my company, which is around 30 people, employs nearly all men. The CEO is a man. The CFO. The VP Sales. The Executive VP. All the creative guys. Everyone with any authority is a man.
My boss is very well connected in entertainment. As his assistant, I hear all the calls he makes and have come to recognize the names of the various high powered lawyers, executives, etcs with which he interacts. They're all men. Save maybe one or two. The only woman that comes immediately to mind has a very high powered husband.
As a young woman, you're always somewhat aware that it's "a man's world." But I assumed as a well-educated, capable, and motivated person, that it wouldn't actually matter. They say that, sure, but, I can do anything, right? Well, I've become abruptly aware that "they" were right. I don't think I'm meek, but I'm not all that forceful or combative either. How do you balance being a respectful, thoughtful girl in an abrasive, innately chauvinistic environment? I'm still working on figuring that out.